For He is Not Quite Dawn's Virtue
Carved in your form
Beneath the public eye's glimpse
Is something so raw & carnal
that it tears the petals of me
But to bare throat
Against bare physique
To lie between friendship & lust
& to not help being a warm place
A sweet fate is ours
For we both know what should transpire
That you will stoke & Inflame
only to choke out my fire
And then sleep in the shaky arms
Of a fragile warmth
And leave without a word
When morning comes
Aimee
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